Dozens of people wearing wolf-tooth necklaces soon appeared, and they knelt fearfully before the black-robed man, trembling.
"Black Dragon King, please calm your anger."
They said in unison.
"My disciple, Seven-Eyed Buddha, is dead. Go and bring back his corpse and the one who killed him."
The black-robed man spoke in a deep voice.
"As you command."
The dozens of people with wolf-tooth necklaces responded in unison.
"Seven-Eyed Buddha, I will avenge you. No matter who killed you, I will use his head, no, the heads of his entire family, all his relatives and friends, to bury you!"
The Black Dragon King let out a wolf-like howl, and with an angry punch, he broke a tree that was half a meter thick.
The lush branches and leaves fell with a rustling sound, but before they could get close to the Black Dragon King, they were smashed into powder by his fist. This showed how furious he was at the death of Seven-Eyed Buddha.
Seven-Eyed Buddha was his disciple, and his only disciple. Their bond was already deeper than father and son.
But now Seven-Eyed Buddha was dead. Just moments ago, he had felt a wave of sadness.
Among ghost-faced sorcerers, there was a technique called "Blood Covenant." This technique was usually used on people close to the sorcerer. When the person under the spell died, the sorcerer would sense their situation immediately.
As Seven-Eyed Buddha's master, the Black Dragon King had naturally used this Blood Covenant technique on him.
According to the Black Dragon King's thoughts, his disciple Seven-Eyed Buddha had already mastered his ghost-faced sorcery techniques and was unmatched in the world. Generally, no one could kill him, unless it was through assassination.
Therefore, he believed his disciple was assassinated because no one could kill a ghost-faced sorcerer in a direct confrontation.
But he had no idea that his assumptions only applied to ordinary people, not to powerhouses like Ning Beichen.
However, regardless of how Seven-Eyed Buddha died, the Black Dragon King had only one thought in his mind: revenge for his disciple!
He wanted to tear apart the one who killed his disciple. Not only that person, but their family, relatives, and friends would all have to die. Only then could his anger be appeased.
At this time, in the ancient Eastern country.
Shi Yong, along with a large group of his subordinates, appeared at Fan Qiu's villa.
"Ms. Fan Qiu, hello. We have investigated and found that Seven-Eyed Buddha has been staying at your villa. We, as external security personnel, have reason to suspect that Seven-Eyed Buddha entered the Eastern country with the intention of killing someone. We now need him to cooperate with our investigation."
Shi Yong showed Fan Qiu his credentials and a document requesting Seven-Eyed Buddha's cooperation in the investigation.
"You are too late. Seven-Eyed Buddha is no longer here. He has already left."
Fan Qiu said calmly.
In reality, Seven-Eyed Buddha was long dead, his ashes couldn't even be found. How could she produce Seven-Eyed Buddha for them?
Even though she knew Seven-Eyed Buddha was killed by Ning Beichen, after Ning Beichen's "cleaners" had done their work, even she, the owner, couldn't find any evidence related to Ning Beichen. It was even less likely for Shi Yong and his group to find any.
"Ms. Fan Qiu, please cooperate."
Shi Yong said to her with great seriousness, completely disbelieving her words, as their men had not observed any signs of Seven-Eyed Buddha leaving.
Although Fan Qiu was a wealthy businesswoman with far-reaching influence, and most people would give her some face, it depended on the matter. Since Shi Yong had brought people here, he must have made arrangements and received approval from higher authorities.
"I am truly not lying to you. Seven-Eyed Buddha left long ago. I don't think I can help you."
Fan Qiu replied.
"Left? When did he leave? Where did he go?"
Shi Yong asked with a cold smile.
"Last night, after I entertained him, he said he had something to attend to and then bid me farewell. As for where he went? I don't know, and he didn't tell me."
Fan Qiu couldn't deal with Ning Beichen, but dealing with Shi Yong was very simple for her.
Shi Yong was different from Ning Beichen. Ning Beichen wouldn't adhere to rules with her, nor did he require evidence.
But Shi Yong and his team had to operate according to the rules. Even if he knew Fan Qiu was hiding something, even if Fan Qiu was lying, he couldn't act rashly without evidence.
"Ms. Fan Qiu, the matter of Seven-Eyed Buddha is not something you should get involved in. I hope you will not harbor him, otherwise, you yourself will be in trouble."
Shi Yong said with a frown. He didn't believe Fan Qiu's words at all and inwardly thought that Fan Qiu was protecting Seven-Eyed Buddha.
"I have already said, I am not harboring Seven-Eyed Buddha, and Seven-Eyed Buddha is not in my villa."
Fan Qiu's face also turned cold. If Shi Yong wanted to threaten her, he was mistaken. Who was she, Fan Qiu, to be scared off by his few words?
"Ms. Fan Qiu, this is a search warrant I applied for. If you are determined to refuse, then we will have to search ourselves."
At this moment, Shi Yong played his trump card. He didn't believe this woman would not panic.
However, he was disappointed. Fan Qiu's expression did not change at all, as if she didn't care about the search warrant in his hand.
"Please, make yourselves at home. However, if you can't find anyone, don't blame me for complaining about you disturbing the peace."
Fan Qiu said with a cold smile.
Shi Yong's expression flickered a few times, but he still believed that Seven-Eyed Buddha was hiding inside. He said to Fan Qiu, "Ms. Fan Qiu, I beg your pardon. Everyone, search! Leave no place unchecked."
Fan Qiu did not stop Shi Yong. She just watched him with a cold smile, which made Shi Yong feel uneasy.
But he ignored it and ordered his subordinates to search.
Time passed by, and soon an hour went by. Most of the villa had been searched, but there was no clue.
Cold sweat began to appear on Shi Yong's forehead, and he had a bad premonition.
"Could it be that Fan Qiu is telling the truth? Seven-Eyed Buddha has already left?"
"But that's not right. Our men have been monitoring this place, and they never saw Seven-Eyed Buddha leave."
"Officer Shi, please sit down and have some tea. There is plenty of time, you can search slowly."
Fan Qiu invited Shi Yong.
"No, thank you, Ms. Fan Qiu. Can I ask you a few personal questions?"
Shi Yong asked.
"Of course."
Fan Qiu gently shook the teapot in her hand in the air, then with a flick of her wrist, the water from the teapot landed accurately in the two cups on the table.
White mist rose from the cups, soaring three inches high, and changed shape in the air like dragons. This was no longer tea art; it was a beautiful visual spectacle.